When the alters first began coming out and talking to the therapist we had at the time, I was not aware of who they were, what they were saying or how long they’d been out. There was no memory, just a blank spot with no idea how much time had passed. As time went on,… Continue reading Inside with the Alters
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Peter
Peter is the 7-year-old alter. I remember that it took quite a long time before he felt safe enough to come out on his own. There would be times in early therapy that Peter would “peek” out. I wasn’t aware of it, but my therapist could tell. Evidently, there was some look in my eyes… Continue reading Peter
An Unexpected Revelation
I’ll get back to alters and the body in another post, but I had this major revelation earlier this week. When I lived in the Midwest, my parents lived one state over. There was a distance of about 500 miles between us, about an 8-hour drive. I did not feel completely safe there, since my… Continue reading An Unexpected Revelation
News From My Father’s Service
I found out from the sibling group text; there was this poster and on it were various headlines or articles concerning my father from the local paper over the years. There was a reference to one article headline from the paper in his obituary. If the poster is anything like the obituary, then it was… Continue reading News From My Father’s Service
My father’s service has been set
I found out a couple of weeks ago that my father’s service had been set for July 25. I had decided not to make any decision about going until I found out when and where it was, along with how I was feeling about attending. A funny thing happened on the path to making a… Continue reading My father’s service has been set
The Immediate Aftermath
March 22, I got the call about my father had died. It was around 2 p.m. my time, when i got the call. It’s funny how I found out he was dying. I wonder if they even were planning on letting me know. My older sister and her husband send out Christmas cards every year… Continue reading The Immediate Aftermath
My Friend Fran
I met Fran about 6-9 months, maybe a year, after I moved to the State, I currently live in. I met her through mutual friends. She was about 40 years older than I was. The age difference didn’t matter, we developed a friendship. She lived close to me at the time. I would go visit… Continue reading My Friend Fran
More on My Father’s Death
I wonder if my father was waiting for my oldest sister to come out so he could pass. It would not surprise me. After my father died, my older sister called me. Even though I’d read the test messages, she told me my father had died. She then proceeded to tell me that “we all… Continue reading More on My Father’s Death
More On My Father, PT.3
Last Saturday, I received a group text stating that my father was doing okay, though he had lost a lot of weight and gets confused at times. He evidently likes to talk on the phone and talks about me often. They said they were going to call me until they realized the time difference didn’t… Continue reading More On My Father, PT.3
My Dying Father, PT.2
As things turned out, I had the initial date wrong. The date my father went into hospice was January 4th. In late December, my father celebrated his birthday. Evidently, he thought he was turning 100 (99 actually), so my siblings threw him a 100-year-old b-day party. Through text messages, I learned that not long after… Continue reading My Dying Father, PT.2